She is white, but they call her pale, so she's ugly. He is nice, but they call him fat, so he's ugly. She has a great voice, but they call her the black girl, so she's ugly. He is a sweetheart, but they call him gay, so he's ugly.
And then there's me. I have acne. So I'm ugly.
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My school is supposed to be perfect. No bullying, no idiots, no discrimination, and that's why our parents think this is the best school in town. But things change in High School. Trust me, I know it. Even if the whole class was best friends with you in elementary school things will change the moment you're in Freshman Year.
So now you are the one supposed to be perfect, because if you're not, they will hate you. They will treat you like dust. And they will call you ugly. Even if you are not, just because they can, just because you are different.
It's Junior Year and I'm part of The Ugly Ones.
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Thanks, Tahlie, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be writing this book.